Chapter 4: The Things of Dreams and Nightmares

In this chapter, the threat of the Phoneix is made clear to Klaus by Elijah as well as elder brother advise on not moving to fast now that the moment his brother had waited so long for had finally come. Kol and Pyro bond and Kol sparks his interest in Mystic Fall's resident witch as Rogue falls in love with everything that has to do with the Mikaelson mansion and the very obvious pull of her towards her wolf begins.

Klaus POV

Through out the ride he couldn't take his eyes off her, assuring himself that she was here, she was really here, and she was with him again, and she was safe! A thing that he saw that the man who sat beside her played no little part in and as he saw firsthand all feelings though strong beyond most mortal bonds, it was platonic, so he would have to see St. John Allyerdyce well rewarded for such a service and he did indeed seem to be someone right after his own heart. He could see how his Triane was drawn to him. He must of felt familiar, like something she had lost. Yet just the shock of it. The spell really did work, it took a hell of alot longer than he ever expected it too, but results are results! But it was easy to see that the life she was in had wounds of its own. Her eyes that were once so bright were clouded and haunted. She had known pain, want, lonlieness, and death. She had fought in numerous wars and seen many around her die simply because she existed. Well no more! His home would be a haven, and he would not let anyone near her ever again, and now for his service that same protection streched to Pyro.

"Are you going to speak? How do I know you? Your face, your voice, all of you?" he turned as she spoke. She was not afraid, loath as he was to admit it, he was not the scariest thing she had ever dealt with, perhaps not even the most powerful, a thought he really didn't want to contimplate at the current moment. He moved, drawn by an invisable wire like he had been so long ago and knelt down in front of her, touching gently the head wound she recieved while running for her life. He let his anger be for now. "We have plenty of time for that, and to be reaquainted, for now, you are bleeding." he looked right next to her were Pyro held what would be a stoic look on his face if not for a smirk that would put the elder Salvatore to absolute shame. "You both are. You have no reason to trust us, but no reason not to. And if either of you loose anymore blood you are going to go out." he said. She winced when he touched another rough spot and he smirked at his point being made. "Very well, but I will be getting my answers, Klaus, one way", and she smirked as she removed one glove and waved her lethal hand in front of both their faces" or another." He laughed, though it was no laughing matter. She was every bit as deadly as he was. He liked that, he had always liked that about her.

"Come on now, no fighting without me getting to watch! Plus it would be no fun for him to be in top condition and you to already be battered." said a voice. "Yes because you are just all about fair fights, Kol!" she quipped before she covered her mouth in shock and both his and Kol's eyes went the size of saucers were Elijah gave a small smile. "I knew it would happen, a reminder and it would come back to you, who we are, what we were and are to one another. But you little one," and he lifted her to her feet and began moving back to another part of the plane so Rebekah could look at her." need to be patched up and must not think to hard till you are rested. You hurled more cars today then Nik over there in his moon phase!" he joked lightly. She shrugged. "Not anything we are not use to. What of John?" she demanded. "Like I can say anything about the freaky company you keep Roguey! Don't get your panties in a bunch, I'm right behind you." and her gloved hand took his immediately. The gesture alerted all of them that Pyro would not play a minor role in her life, ever. Neither of them would allow that to happen. "You really need to stop thinking so much about my panties, John, it's not like you will ever see them?" she said with an upturned grin. Klaus' eyes never left till her form was out of his sight.

Elijah took a seat next to his brother. "She has lived a full life since our time with her. One dealing with things that perhaps even we can not imagine. She is Triane, but she is also Rogue now. And we must learn to love both, or have neither." he said sagely. It was true. Strong as Triane had been, the strength Rogue had and the power she weilded paired with the life she had lived had changed her. She was harder now, and had walls that Triane never had. Where in another life she had been open, Rogue had been far too scarred to let anyone in easily. Pyro, it seemed had been the only one to get past those walls, and his fierce protection of her showed that he would gleefully kill to take care of her and make sure she was safe. It was a trait that he and all his family could relate to. Telling her the story would be the start of a long process, and the threat that her heart could be taken from him by the Raven Ayanna spoke of sent a wave of panic through him. He had to get to her, bare his soul, let her know that she was home, she was safe, and no one would ever keep from her that brother of arms she cared so deeply for. And more than that, though his brother may doubt it, he was just as much in love with Anna Marie D'Ancanto as he had been of Triane de Wilde all those centuries ago.

In a way, this life had given her something she did not have before. Mikael had no way to harm her, no way to destroy her as he had done before. She need only to reach out her hand and the man that had haunted them all since eons past would be brought to his knees, and then he would die. For the first time in a millenia, he no longer had to fear either of his parents. They were finally free! Which meant, more to his relunctance, that it was time to make peace with the Salvatore brothers and their precious dopplegagger. He was really quite tired of their attempts on his life and that of his family. His best chances were with Bonnie and Stefan. Because like or not, he and Stefan had a bond and always would, and he could see Bonnie and Pyro hitting it off, there was something similar to them. That hunger and desire to play with fire. And from the looks of the resident pyromancer, he could use someone like Bonnie, someone who had her own walls up and needed someone steady in her life, an anchor that the Salvatore's could never be. Someone who didn't use her and her magick like some indentured servant. It would be interesting to play cupid for once. "you may not believe it, but I am connected to both women. Triane was light to my darkness. Anna, however, will bring us all back from the dark and into the more peaceful shades of grey." he responded to Elijah.

"Do not expect for her to fall into your arms immeditately. There was another, someone she loved, someone for whom she sacraficed, who betrayed her and broke her. The only thing that held her together is the man who is being bandaged with her. And she is scarred from a terrible moment, a darkness that even you in all your rage and your hate could never match. Tell me Nik, what have you seen in YOUR dreams? Do you remember the tragedy at Alcatraz?" the question made him choke and stare at Elijah in horror. "Those flames, the destruction, that siren song that sung to us all that night, we all knew, we knew that what caused that island to fall was not human... what do you know?!" he demanded. A shadow fell over his unbeating heart, the alien emotion of fear crept in. He caught on all right, she had been there! Her and the pyromancer! They had been fighting the Thing that destroyed the dark halls of that place! "I was always closer to mother than you were. Closer to the witch in her. I saw Her Nik. I saw the Phoneix! I saw the dark Goddess rise and almost bring the world of man crashing down! I saw it through Rogue's eyes! I saw what she had to do, what she was made to do!" A sick feeling gathered into the pit of his stomach. "She took that Thing into herself!" he whispered. "Yes, the mutant, the strong one, the feral one, even with his abilities was still just a mutant. Still just a man. But Rogue..." Elijah spoke. "Has always been more." Klaus finished.

It made sense now, why she had come when she had. Why all this was happening now. The display in New York showed how great her powers now were, and how flexible her morals could be when angered. It was something that only I could truly understand. It was now because now was when she needed us. She needed us to save her from the litteral demon within. It was my silent grateful prayer that Mikael was not privy to this information. "She has been in many battles and fought a long war, and as you have fought insanity as the walls crumbled around her. But it is for her to come to you, when she is ready. I tell you all this so that you will be prepared. The people she has left that she can count on she can count on one hand. You can and must, for her sake and for her to be on her guard, tell her the story of you and her. But she must be allowed to fall for you on her own. Fear not to much, in this and every life you both have had she has always been yours. But you can not push her." he said. "I am not a child, Elijah! I know the way to her heart, as she knows mine. We are more connected than you know." I snapped. "you had better hope so, and watch yourself. The Raven waits in the wings, and he has waited just as long as you have." and he groaned. If he could he would bring Arcan back to life just so he could kill him far more slowly! His brother wore a knowing smile. "And that right there is why she loves you, you are both so much alike." and almost on cue, a growl came out of Rogue when a groan came from her well loved St. John.

One hour later...

John's POV

He had insisted on being with her in the back seat. He needed to be near her. The feelings he got off these beings that surrounded them was that he could trust them but something about their nature set him on edge and if they were human he was a choir boy! The one he bonded with the most was Kol, and it was natural, almost as if they had known one another their whole lives. It was he that set him at ease by trading qips and insults and winking at Rogue inappropriately in such way that had him almost falling over laughing at his sheer nerve! Rebekah, through no fault of her own, reminded him far to much of the White Queen, she was distant, ice cold. In a strange way, though she was nothing like him and would likely hang herself before hurting the sister of his heart, she reminded him of Iceman. But the one that concerned him the most was the blonde one, with the crystal blue eyes and the ready smirk. He oozed power and authority. But there was something about him, something that was primal, feral, animal like about him that reminded him of the Wolverine, but far more powerful! The way he looked at Rogue, it made Pyro's heart jump into his mouth! It was soul deep, it was a gaze filled with those emotions that were so deep and so profound that words could never give them proper justice, and what scared him more was every so often, Rogue would send her own, very similar looks in the man's direction when he wasn't looking.

It felt like getting out of a deadly situation to only walk into another one willing immediately after. "You think to much Fireman. No one is this family will ever do Rogue any harm. We will destroy anyone who dares even think of harming her, and anyone they ever cared about besides. You have no idea how long we have all waited for her. Do you think I would harm my sister? Annoy her maybe, because that's just far to entertaining even if she can turn me into an ice sculpture for a week or hurl me around like the Hulk. You need to relax. All of us have taken a liking to you. Our kind of trouble and all that. You have to trust us to keep you both out of the Feds hands and safe and sound. We have others here that we keep hidden, even if they don't know it." well damned if his attention hadn't changed to another subject but now he was curious! "What do you mean? Are there mutants in Mystic Falls?" he asked. "Possibly. But here the supernatural is very strong. You know, vampires, like us but not as old or nearly as powerful, werewolves, vampire/werewolf hybrids like Nik, witches..." John noted what he said about the man eying Rogue, he truly did, but something about how he said witches.. "Witches?" he asked. Kol smirked like a hyhena. "You are not the first pyromancer I have ever met, though I will say you are the coolest." he remarked.

His eyes bulged. "Ok now you got to keep talking!" and Kol laughed. He patted John on the head. "The time will come when I will have the distinct pleasure of introducing you to our resident witch, who's main element just so happens to be fire. And she is a very lovely flame to get burned by, Miss Bonnie Bennet." now John was smirking. Mystic Falls had just suddenly got alot more interesting. They finally approached the Mikaelson Mansion, which allthough not as large at the Professors, was quite impressive. The detailing was dazzling, even to him, who didn't usually take note of such things. He found out that Rogue was awake by her gasp at the sight of their new digs. "Oh ma gowd! It's a beaut! Look at dat John! Ah haven't seen anything so lovely since New Orleans!" she said referring to their short stay with the Guild and their mutual friend and self proclaimed older brother, Remy LeBeau. "You have a wonderful eye Anna. It is indeed the French style, though it was not always so. It has been newly renevated." spoke the one Kol named Nik. "Ah can tell, the engravings, its the classic style, but it is to precise to have been made by da tools of da 17th century masons. The curves and the the corners are to perfect." she marvelled. In her shock her accent bled through, as it always did and he had to fight from stroking her head fondly. She once snapped at him when they were both still at school that she wasn't "you're damned lap dog!"

By the look in the rear view mirror he could tell that the head Mikaelson was impressed! "You are well learned and have a wonderful eye! But now it's time to explore the inside, shall we?" and he got out and opened the back door, taking Rogue's hand in a gentlemanly manner that made him want to groan but he knew would make Rogue melt. Her eyes were lit, and locked and to his, and that gaze he saw earlier was now mirrored. "I know you are having a moment, but could you guys get a move on? I would like to get out of the back seat sometime today." he quipped. Rogue wacked him in the back of the head. "Manners! Jesus John! You would think you were raised by monkeys!" she glared at him. He smirked and just started making monkey sounds sending Kol into fits of laughter to be followed by the rest of them. They got out and Rogue couldn't control herself but start gushing about the landscaping, causing him to drop out of the conversation and he noticed Kol was doing likewise. "Please tell me that they aren't going to harp on this forever!" he pleaded with him. "Sorry my new friend, but Bekah is kinda into it and Elijah is all about the sculptures. You can always hide out with me. That's usually my cue to go get my drink on at the Grill." he said. John smirked. "A man after me own heart!" he quipped putting his hand on his heart in a exaggerated manner. "Sorry, but I don't dig on the males. And don't you have a fiery little lady you need to get to know?" he teased back.

"Oh I intend too!" he vowed. If Kol's smirk said anything, it was that Bonnie Bennet was a firecracker who packed a powerful punch and filled with sass! Just how he liked his women! He couldn't wait! After they finally finished touring the grounds as Rogue annoyingly demanded after the view of the front lawn, they FINALLY got inside. Now it was his turn to be impressed! The pricy digs, the furniture, the pricy paintings in gold frames, the goblets that lied here and there and even the candle sticks spoke of a kind of luxury that not even the Guild could boast of! The high ceilings were painted rich colors and complimented by the rich earthen tones of dark wood from which the frames were made. The chandliers were large and gorgeous and the rooms were spacious yet not airy. THey looked lived in. It was luxury that didn't look untouchable. It had a very lived in feel, a feel that set you at ease. He imagined the Mikaelsons did that on purpose. He had watched them for a while and it was clear the family had very serious enemies of their own. The plague that came with power. And speaking of power, he was pretty sure that even Rebekah could overpower Magneto with her pinky finger. But the Phoneix... And like that his good mood was ruined. That thing was eatting away at Rogue! Constantly cracking at her walls, seeping into her, seeking to corrupt her soul and turn her into a living puppet. He couldn't let Her take her away! Maybe here, with someone as powerful as Nik, there would be a way to destroy that evil bitch, once and for all!

He didn't notice that he had been led away from the group till he looked up and found himself alone with the eldest and most dandified of the siblings. "I know you know what lies locked inside Anna. In time, all of us will know. But I need you to tell me now, how great of a threat are we under?" he admired the man for wanting to be prepared. "She is constantly being attached within. She has built internal walls to keep her out but her influence seeps in through cracks. As powerful as Rogue is, she is still young, like all of us. She can't keep that She-bitch closed in forever! We have to find a way to end that Thing, or It will end us. I know. I saw what It can do with my own eyes." he was consumed with pure pain, the memories of Alcatraz. What happened that night changed everything for him. He could not allow himself to be the pawn of a man who would unleash such a thing upon them. Logan had not been strong enough. To stop it, Rogue had to climb that hill, seen only by him and Calypso, come behind and absorb that Thing. Give Logan his opening. It was then he finally understood the REAL reason Rogue was going to take the cure. She thought that be doing so, it would kill the Phoneix, making it a sacrafice she was willing to make. It was more than just trying to be with Bobby. She was taking a major one for all of mutant kind! But the cure didn't hold and made Rogue thrice as powerful and the threat returned.

When the X-Men forced her to continue to use that power, and she was well within the grips of insanity, John had decided it was time they made a break for it. Neither of their masters gave a damn about the pawns they used to fight their wars and he wasn't going to watch while Rogue was destroyed from the inside out! He had the full backing of the well in the know Ragin Cajun. "That haunted look in your eyes tells me more than your words ever could. We will wait for her to be ready to tell us about that night. But meanwhile, you must help me look for ways to deal with it." he said. "I'm all for it. By the way, what's your name again?" John asked. "Elijah. You'll learn all the names soon enough. Come, it's almost story time." and with that Elijah led him into the sitting room, where all the others were already sitting, including Rogue who like by instinct made sure she was as near to Nik as she could get. He noticed she drew comfort and strength by just being in his prescence that he hadn't seen in her in far to long, and decided then and there to adopt the feral Mikaelson as his own. He nolonger doubted his feelings for her. Nor the resolve to let her fall for him. He took a spot beside Kol and looked and Nik expectantly. Somehow he knew this was going to be good!

That's right folks, good old Remy will be coming in to our tale later on, and charm Rebekah right off her feet, even as she steal's everyone's favorite's rascals heart. :D I LOVE REMY! HE'S ENTIRELY TO COOL!